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From Death to Life.

From Death to Life.
2
Feb
2010

Dr. Bernard Nathanson was co-founder in 1969 of the National Association for the Repeal of Abortion Laws — NARAL — later renamed the National Abortion Rights Action League (currently NARAL ProChoice America). He was also the former director of New York City’s Center for Reproductive and Sexual Health, then the largest abortion clinic in the world. In the late 1970’s he turned against abortion to become a prominent pro-life advocate, authoring Abortion America and producing the powerfully revealing video, The Silent Scream. Dr. Nathanson has also served as Clinical Associate Professor of Obstetrics and Gynecology at New York Medical College and a visiting scholar at Vanderbilt University.

Dr. Nathanson was the director of the Center for Reproductive and Sexual Health in New York City. In his two years in that position, he oversaw some 60,000 abortions. In addition, he performed some 5000 abortions with his own hands in private practice, and supervised residents in training who performed another 10,000 abortions.

In The Hand of God, Dr. Nathanson writes, “I have aborted the unborn children of my friends, colleagues, casual acquaintances, even teachers” (p.61). He also aborted his own child. He writes, “Yes, you may ask me…What did you feel? Did you not feel sad — HAND_OF_GODnot only because you had extinguished the life of an unborn child, but, more, because you had destroyed your own child? I swear to you that I had no feelings aside from the sense of accomplish- ment, the pride of expertise. On inspecting the contents of the bag I felt only the satisfaction of knowing that I had done a thorough job. You pursue me: You ask if perhaps for a fleeting moment or so I experienced a flicker of regret, a microgram of remorse? No and no. And that, dear reader, is the mentality of the abortionist: another job well done, another demonstration of the moral neutrality of advanced technology in the hands of the amoral” (pp.60-61).

Dr. Nathanson eventually rejected abortion on scientific grounds. In December of 1996, he became a Catholic and dedicated his life to speaking the truth about abortion.

CONFESSIONS OF AN EX-ABORTIONIST

BY DR. BERNARD NATHANSON, Co-Founder of NARAL ProChoice America

I am personally responsible for 75,000 abortions. This legitimizes my credentials to speak to you with some authority on the issue. I was one of the founders of the National Association for the Repeal of the Abortion Laws in the U.S. in 1968. A truthful poll of opinion then would have found that most Americans were against permissive abortion. Yet within five years we had convinced the Supreme Court to issue the decision which legalized abortion throughout America in 1973 and produced virtual abortion on demand up to birth.

How did we do this? It is important to understand the tactics involved because these tactics have been used throughout the western world with one permutation or another, in order to change abortion law.

The First Key Tactic was to capture the media

We persuaded the media that the cause of permissive abortion was a liberal enlightened, sophisticated one. Knowing that if a true poll were taken, we would be soundly defeated, we simply fabricated the results of fictional polls. We announced to the media that we had taken polls and that 60% of Americans were in favor of permissive abortion. This is the tactic of the self-fulfilling lie. Few people care to be in the minority.

We aroused enough sympathy to sell our program of permissive abortion by fabricating the number of illegal abortions done annually in the U.S. The actual figure was approaching 100,000 but the figure we gave to the media repeatedly was 1,000,000. Repeating the big lie often enough convinces the public. The number of women dying from illegal abortions was around 200 – 250 annually. The figure constantly fed to the media was 10,000. These false figures took root in the consciousness of Americans convincing many that we needed to crack the abortion law. Another myth we fed to the public through the media was that legalizing abortion would only mean that the abortions taking place illegally would then be done legally. In fact, of course, abortion is now being used as a primary method of birth control in the U.S. and the annual number of abortions has increased by 1500% since legalization.

The Second Key Tactic was to Play the Catholic Card

We systematically vilified the Catholic Church and its “socially backward ideas” and picked on the Catholic hierarchy as the villain in opposing abortion. This theme was played endlessly. We fed the media such lies as “we all know that opposition to abortion comes from the hierarchy and not from most Catholics” and “Polls prove time and again that most Catholics want abortion law reform.” And the media drum-fired all this into the American people, persuading them that anyone opposing permissive abortion must be under the influence of the Catholic hierarchy and that Catholics in favor of abortion are enlightened and forward-looking. An inference of this tactic was that there were no non-Catholic groups opposing abortion. The fact that other Christian as well as non-Christian religions were (and still are) monolithically opposed to abortion was constantly suppressed, along with pro-life atheists’ opinions.

The Third Key Tactic was the Denigration and Suppression of all Scientific Evidence that Life Begins at Conception

I am often asked what made me change my mind. How did I change from prominent abortionist to pro-life advocate? In 1973, I became director of obstetrics of a large hospital in New York City and had to set up a perinatal research unit, just at the start of a great new technology which we now use every day to study the fetus in the womb. A favorite pro-abortion tactic is to insist that the definition of when life begins is impossible; that the question is a theological or moral or philosophical one, anything but a scientific one. Fetology makes it undeniably evident that life begins at conception and requires all the protection and safeguards that any of us enjoy.

Why, you may well ask, do some American doctors who are privy to the findings of fetology, discredit themselves by carrying out abortions? Simple arithmetic: at $300.00 a time 1.55 million abortions means an industry generating $500,000,000 annually, of which most goes into the pocket of the physician doing the abortion. It is clear that permissive abortion is purposeful destruction of what is undeniably human life. It is an impermissible act of deadly violence. One must concede that unplanned pregnancy is a wrenchingly difficult dilemma. But to look for its solution in a deliberate act of destruction is to trash the vast resourcefulness of human ingenuity, and to surrender the public weal to the classic utilitarian answer to social problems.

As a scientist I know, not believe, know that human life begins at conception. Although I am not a formal religionist, I believe with all my heart that there is a divinity of existence which commands us to declare a final and irreversible halt to this infinitely sad and shameful crime against humanity.


ACKNOWLEDGEMENT

Nathanson, Bernard. “Confessions of an Ex-Abortionist” In The Hand of God: A Journey from Death to Life by the Abortion Doctor Who Changed His Mind Regnery Publishing, 1997.

This documented testimony (via personal interviews by Fr. Frank Pavone) is courtesy of PriestsForLife.org. Used by permission.

Comments

  • mnv
    February 9, 2010

    Ive seen “the silent scream” that movie will haunt me for the rest of my life.
    Proud mom-to-be of a beautiful little girl and even though she was unplanned the thought never crossed mine or my husband’s minds to ever end her life for our own selfish convenience. Even though she is not born yet i cant imagine life without her now. To not be able to be around her would be emptyever be able to be around her again would be very empty. I know there are women out there with a difficult situation on their hands but i implore them to please give their unborn children a chance to live and just with their very existance they will show you how beautiful things can be and make you want to be a better for them.

  • Erika L
    February 10, 2010

    I am so thankful that I am finally seeing a real movement against abortion, life is sacred and just because you are a fetus doesn’t mean you shouldn’t have the right to life. I have met numerous children who were born between 20-25 weeks, it sickens me that they could have been legally aborted. I even had a friend who didn’t know whether she really wanted her baby, and with the help of planned parent-hood aborted it at 5 months! This has to STOP! Some things should not be considered our “right”, it is not our right to kill. It is our right to be informed, and carefully practice safe sex to avoid un-planned pregnancies. I pray that we as a country can come together and protect our future children.

  • GaelicGirl
    February 14, 2010

    35 years ago Planned Parenthood encouraged me to have a procedure that would “start my period.” The staff at the clinic stressed to me at the time that it was NOT an abortion. They called it an “endometrium aspiration” … which is of course sucking out the contents of my uterus. After the excruciating procedure (performed with NO anesthetics of any kind) I was informed I had been pregnant. I was 17 and not a day goes by that I don’t grieve for my first child and the frustration I still feel that I had not even been given a real choice to continue my pregnancy. Years later I became active in a group called “Women Exploited by Abortion” until the emotional turmoil was too much. Fortunately for me, my abortion scars are well hidden and I have five bright healthy children and four grandchildren. But my experience is indicative of how ruthless and greedy the abortion industry is….worldwide. Nothing will change unless people find the courage to speak out and influence their loved ones….once the truth is well-known hearts and minds will finally see the light. God have mercy on us.

  • pat
    February 14, 2010

    I am so happy to hear of your conversion and ask you to pray for me and the poor emotionally disabled children in psychiatric instituions and foster care systems across the world. I have worked in them for 14 years now and have been part of an evil system that has really eaten away at me physically, emotionally, and spiritually. I know the “doctors” arre practicing eugenics and are not respecting these kids rights to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. These MD’s and PhD’s are making a fortune off of drugging these kids…unfortunately they employ people like me who are easily manipulated and weak willed to carry out their orders. The pharmaceutical industry has too much to gain and is using the poor and forgotten as gineau pigs experimenting with all kinds of sick drugs that fry these kids brains. I’ve been a part of this for too long. I need God’s forgiveness and hope for strength and salvation. I don’t know how to work here and be able to call myself a Christian. It’s a State instituion so we can’t even endorse religion or enstill faith in them. I’m stuck and need so much help and guidance. PLease pray for the kids and families. Please pray for me and our country. I know these kids are precious to the Lord but these families and communities need to also step up and start teaching and living Christian values. I guess I really need to start with myself first because I have been a horrible, hateful, greedy person myself. I have to trust that God will make all things right if we surrender to His will. God please have Mercy on us.

  • susan steffey
    February 15, 2010

    I read Dr. Nathansons article in the New York Times in the 1970’s where he admitted he had “presided over” the deaths of hundreds of babies. I started me thinking about what an abortion really is, and how it is a direct offense to the commandment of “thou shalt not kill”. When I became unexpectedly pregnant in 1970 it stopped me from going to New York to get an abortion. My beautiful son David can thank Dr.Nathanson for his life. It was very hard for my husband and I to have an “unplanned baby” when he was is college and we had no money, but 39 years later I thank God fpr touching my heart and letting him live. I had another unplanned pregnancy in 1978, but there was not doubt that my child’s right to live outweighed my right to not be inconvenienced. I am the mother of 4 children and the grandmother of 7., and I thank God every day for the gifts of my family.

    Interestingly enough my daughter who was “unplanned” got pregnant unexpectedly herselt for her first child. MY son in law was also “unplanned”, and eventhough they state they are pro abortion, they could not bring themselves to destroy their child. Aiden was born to unwed parents, but a family of love. I have a picture of him sitting on my late father’s lap and the look in my father’s eyes as he looked on his first great grandchild is absolutely priceless. My mother had 2 great grandchildren before she died.
    Tragically many women are pressureed into an abortion and encouraged to think short term. Yes an abortion can seem like a “quick fix” to ian insurmountable problem, but it can cost some one a life time of grief. LOng after the pressure of the moment are over can come terrible regrets and guilt. IAs a psychotherapist I encourage women to look at the big picture,; this “unplanned pregnancy” could be the child that holds your hand when you are dying.
    I have followed Dr. Nathanson’s career since reading the article in the New York Times and I read his book “Aborting America”, and I want to thank him for changing my mind and helping to make decisions that in the long run have brought me great joy. Dr.Nathanson, God bless you!

  • H McCamley
    February 18, 2010

    This generation pontificates endlessly how civilised & humanitarian it is in comparison with past eras in human history. However, through the killing fields of the abortionist and the ever-swelling statistics of ritually sacrificed babies on the altar of human selfishness and materiocentricity, this period of history is perhaps one of the most decadent and destructive. The pagan cultures that have practised norms of human sacrifice pale in comparison with the contemporary age of mass scale murder of the unborn on a systematic basis. Even more striking is the about-face in public morality from our rightful repugnance of the eugenics & destruction of human life by the Nazis in the 1930s and early 1940s to their widespread practice forty years later by western nations based on similar principles and exploiting legal procedures to make it appear ethically acceptable and socially normal.
    There must come a point where those doctors and nurses who are implicated in this gruesome and noxious industry adopt near psychopathic or sociopathic tendencies, if they do not have these psychological tendencies in the first place. It therefore is incumbent upon those who are truly civilised and genuinely humanitarian with necessary compassion for humanity, to unite and form strong associations to rid society finally of its propensity for self-mutilation and destruction. Moreover, as the millions and tens of millions of lives squandered through this poignant form of egocentrism & greed mount on a daily basis we must implore that Almighty God Who has created life in the first instance, will assist us in this imperative endeavour.

    Worse than any other war in the story of man on Earth, abortion is the ultimate war against human life. It must be stopped as soon as possible by the silent majority who have tragically remained muted for too long.

  • Dave Davis
    February 24, 2010

    In 1975 I was dating just one girl and through my selfishness, she became pregnant. She would not marry me, keep the baby, give me the baby, pr put our baby up for adoption. Planned Parenthood showed her pictures of 8 week old babies and sold her on it was not human and it looked like any other creature at this stage. She was 20 and in college and did not want to interrupt her schooling. She aborted our baby between 9-12 weeks of life. A few months later she dropped out of college to become a flight attendent.
    My selfishness of temporary pleasure caused my girlfriend to choose between life and death of our child.

    I was 24 then and 60 today. I named my child Nicole and I sit here crying over her death because of my wickedness, my heart is still wounded. I’ve asked her for forgiveness and that someday I can somehow be her Father in Heaven. I’ve asked God for forgiveness and believe He has forgiven me, but I doubt I can ever fogive myself that my wickedness caused the death of my baby.

    Every man that pursues sexual gratification, not love, should know that his selfishness may cause HIS helpless and innocent SON or DAUGHTER to be butchered and murdered and he can do NOTHING to stop it! He may find himself self imprisoned the rest of his life as I am by his actions.

  • David Priver, MD
    February 28, 2010

    Dr. Nathanson cannot be permitted to make the misstatements he has made here without a response. He is completely incorrect in stating that prior to Roe v. Wade, there were only 100,000 illegal abortions in the US. The highly respected Guttmacher Institute has stated (and no serious scholar has ever disputed) that the number was, indeed, 1,000,000. It is also important to recognize that, on a per-capita basis, the incidence of abortion has not increased since the procedure became legal. There is only one difference between then and now: abortions used to be dangerous and now they are safe. I find it especially troublesome to have to listen to spokespersons for movements like this who readily had abortions when they felt they needed them, but now tell others that they shouldn’t. The issue, my friends, is choice. It’s fine to try to discourage abortions, but we most definitively part company when efforts are made to bring us back to the illegal abortion, coathanger, kitchen table days. Abortion must remain safe and legal.

  • March 2, 2010

    @ Dr. Priver. Truth can and should always be permitted a voice. Dr. Nathanson is wholly accurate, according to renowned (pro-abortion statistician, scholar and senior fellow with the Population Council) Christopher Tietze who co-wrote in a 1969 Scientific American article: “The National Center for Health Statistics listed 235 deaths from abortion in 1965. Total mortality from illegal abortions was undoubtedly larger than that figure, but in all likelihood it was under 1,000.” Factcheck.org also confirms this: http://www.factcheck.org/society/abortion_distortions.html with, believe it or not, agreement from a statistician who worked for Guttmacher.

    Guttmacher, an adamantly pro-abortion former arm of Planned Parenthood that spends hundreds of millions on advocating for abortion-on-demand globally, is only highly respected among those who even know it exists and who subscribe to a pro-abortion ideology.

    50 million dead (since 1973) due to abortion is a tragically extraordinary number. It’s irrelevant (and statistically incorrect to assert the number has not increased since it became legal–you can even check Guttmacher’s stats on this) to speak of a per-capita basis. The immorality of the murder of innocent life isn’t diminished by its numbers or percentages–the act itself is a tragedy of humanity.

    As for prolife women who speak out against abortion after having suffered through and regretting their own abortions…I suppose, applying your logic, that former drug users should never denounce drug use. That former prostitutes should never dissuade young girls from selling themselves into sexual slavery. That former thieves should never encourage teens to refrain from stealing. The issue, Dr. Priver, is not some nebulous choice. The issue is the killing of innocent life and the deliberate and institutional propagandizing of generations of men and women to believe it is a benevolent act.

    In 1972 the CDC only reported 24 deaths from legal abortions and 39 deaths due to illegal abortions. These pre-1973 abortions were, by the way, according to the much celebrated abortion advocate Christopher Tietze, mostly performed by physicians. The oft-touted exaggerated numbers of coat hangers and back alley abortions are largely the stuff of urban legends to recast history to justify the unjustifiable present.

    Having MD by your name doesn’t give one unchallenged authority or knowledge. When it comes to history, we have to rely on the empirical data that exists for all to see. We’re just uncovering the layers of deception to reveal what’s been there for decades to a society that has deliberately been blinded by propaganda, which you seem to be attempting to perpetuate.

  • Dave Davis
    March 2, 2010

    Ryan Scott you are my hero for your great, well written response to abortionist priver’s slimy proganda. Thank you for writing so well what I wish I could have said here. Never doubt your efforts in presenting the true facts on abortion and flushing priver MD’s sewage down the toilet!

  • M. Hosey, RN
    March 13, 2010

    Dr. Priver,

    Surely the only way a physician can justify elective abortion is by denying the unborn’s humanity. You deny a human being’s humanity. You close your eyes to the fact of said child’s personhood. How else can you possibly believe that you are honoring the oath you took upon graduation from medical school? How else can you believe yourself to be a person of honor?

  • Gigi Jones
    June 8, 2010

    How many of you are raising the child or children of women who decided not to get an abortion? How many of you have adopted these children? None of you talk about your EXPERIENCE, real life experience, in dealing with this issue. All I see are a lot of self-righteous TALK with no action related.

  • June 8, 2010

    Really? This is the most tired pro-abortion rhetoric used. Do some research, please, and find out your accusation (aka question) is answered every day by those espousing a prolife ideology. Many of the those commenting on this site are adoptive parents, volunteers or directors at Pregnancy Resource Centers who do the very work you’re simply unwilling to admit (or be exposed to) that happens all the time. There’s no self-righteousness here, just people who believe the right thing is valuing life, in all of its stages. I can show you, literally, thousands of faith-based programs rooted in the belief of taking care of the downtrodden, the widows, the orphans, the poor. But can you please show me one single literacy program or soup kitchen or Back-to-school supplies or maternity drive that the local abortion clinic or Planned Parenthood has ever engaged in. Hmmmm. None. Because their charity is bringing death. None of the other services they offer matter. It’s like telling people of my complexion that back in the early 1800s, Masa’ had great food and nice clothes for us all up in the big house. But you know what? It was STILL slavery…and no matter what slivers of seeming “good” were mixed in with the inhumanity, it was still, simply, evil.

  • July 21, 2010

    In that bathroom, I sat all alone, waiting for that little stick to show the two blue lines, indicating that I was pregnant. Even though I knew in my heart I was, the confirmation that those positive blue lines brought made my heart sink. Could this be real? What was I going to do? I couldn’t possibly keep this baby. There was no way. What turned my stomach the most, besides the nausea I was experiencing night and day, was wondering how everyone would react. After all, how careless must someone be to get pregnant out of wedlock? In a family of pro-lifers, it was always easy to agree with these beliefs, never thinking I would be tested by them.

    It was much less complicated to think of this as a pregnancy, rather than as a baby. I knew what I had to do – abort the very life growing inside me. Face the consequences of my actions, tell my family what I had done, carry and deliver a baby, have shattered plans for my future, or possibly go through the pain that is sure to come with adoption? No, I simply couldn’t. I was weak and vulnerable. I had no other choice, or so I thought. If I had known the inevitable pain and guilt that would follow, perhaps I would have chosen a different path. Perhaps I would have given my child a chance, extending to him his first inalienable right, his right to life. But, in the midst of my heartache and despair, I regret having to say that’s not the choice I made.

    I can’t recall when I set up the appointment with Planned Parenthood. Was it the day I found out I was pregnant? Was it that week? So many of the details of those dark days I have blocked out of my mind. At some point, after my whole world came crashing down on me, from such a tiny blue positive sign, I called Planned Parenthood and it was set. That Friday, February 6, at 8:30 a.m., I was going to have an abortion.

    I dreaded that Friday morning, but at the same time, I was ready for it to come. I was ready for my life to get back to normal and ready to feel normal again, whatever normal is. Much of those days are a blur of heartbreak and tears. Sleepless nights were spent, with agony at the depths of my heart and soul, rattling me to the core. It was the first thing I thought of when I awoke, and the tears would freely fall, against my will. I never thought I would have to deal with this. I never knew such pain was imaginable. I had never felt farther away from my Lord than I felt that week. But, all the while, He was holding onto me, even when I was as far from Him as I have ever been.

    I drove to Planned Parenthood that morning, trying to diminish the gravity of what I was about to do. Trying to escape reality, I was living in my own world. I didn’t want to admit the severity of my decisions and choices that had so quickly swallowed me up. I somehow convinced myself that because I was “taking care of things” so early, it would be easier. Because it was a pill I would be taking and not a procedure, it wasn’t really an abortion. I walked into the Planned Parenthood alone, signed in and gave my identification to prove I was of age. Of age for what – to decide if killing my baby was a good idea? After forcing myself to fill out the required paperwork, I sat and waited.

    By four that afternoon, the pill that would cut off all life supply to my thriving baby was placed in my hand. Three people stood there coolly, watching me put the tiny pill on my tongue and the cool water to my lips. I swallowed. Once I took this first pill, I was required to take the next set between 24-72 hours later. I left that afternoon in tears. No words were spoken. What was there to say?

    A day later, I took the next set of pills and after a night of darkness, it was over. The following morning, I felt weak, but relieved. I wanted to move on as if the nightmare had never happened and forget the immense pain. I wanted my heart healed. And there He was, waiting to heal me, waiting for me to realize just how desperately I needed Him.

    In my search to find peace for my aching heart, I was looking for love in all the wrong places. The next several months were filled with sin and darkness. Seeking comfort through many outlets, the one place I didn’t go was to the accepting arms of Jesus, the only place I would ever truly find it. I felt beyond repair. Drinking and dating guys were ways I tried to fill that void in my heart. The point came where I didn’t care what people thought about me or what I did.

    Too weak and isolated to make changes, I had become desensitized and was ruining my life. I had so desperately wanted independence and freedom, yet ironically, here I was, in bondage. It was July and the nausea had creeped up on me once again. I tried to hide from this present reality, from this truth I knew I had to face. I was pregnant…again.

    I was certain that yet again I had the same choice to make. After putting off the inevitable for as long as possible, I took that little test out of the box from Kroger and within minutes, a positive sign was once again staring back at me. I wasn’t shocked, but numb.

    Over the next few weeks, I thought I knew what must be done. I kept my mind constantly busy and occupied, never leaving enough time to feel the things I was trying so desperately to escape. It was in the times that all the hustle and bustle around me slowed down, in the middle of the long, lonely nights, that I would hear Him. When the whole world was still, and I alone was awake, I would hear the gentle whisper of my sweet Jesus, beckoning me back to His love, His peace, His joy, His tender arms I had run so far from. After all of my disobedience and running from Him, He still wanted to heal and restore me.

    I have never heard the voice of my Lord as clearly as I did during those quiet nights, when every other voice was drowned out. How could I have ever gotten here, so far from the arms of God? In the midst of all the confusion and constant noise in my heart and mind, there was still hope. Hope that everything would be restored and that I could be forgiven.

    I needed to commit this one last sin, then I would return to Jesus and my life could move on. Commit this one last sin in order to stop sinning? The appointment was set at Planned Parenthood for three days after my twentieth birthday, August 15, 2009.

    I felt assured it was what I had to do. After August 15, I would once again start living for Jesus, instead of for myself. After August 15, I would finally find forgiveness and healing. But, God had other plans. August 15 came and went and my baby was still growing inside me. God was doing something in my heart and life, something beautiful, something radical. He was transforming me, making me new.

    How strange it was that nobody else was aware of the intense battle between life and death, light and darkness raging within me. I was afraid of what people would say and think, afraid of the pain that would come from choosing life. Slowly though, God was working. Why had I been more concerned over what others thought of me rather than what God thought? Slowly, my heart was opening up to Him.

    On a lovely August evening around dusk, the sky was clear and blue, and the sunset was simply breathtaking. Although I was alone, the Lord couldn’t have felt closer. While gazing at the pink clouds dancing across the sky, the decision suddenly became clear to me. I knew what I had to do. I had to obey Him, to choose life. Although I didn’t know what would happen next or where He would lead me, having answers to my questions no longer mattered because He was with me. Feeling alive again in the warm summer sun, I felt sure. Hope had stirred within me once again.

    He was with me then and He was with me still eight months later in the quiet stillness, as I waited to deliver the body of my daughter who was already waiting for me in heaven. He was with me on that dark, stormy day, March 16, 2010, when that little monitor was put up to my swollen belly and those dreadful words filled my ears: “I’m so sorry. Her heart is no longer beating.” He was with me when I held the body of my precious flower, Lily Katherine, who whispered goodbye before I had the chance to say hello. He was with me when the silence threatened to suffocate me.

    He was with me through the loneliest night of my life as I cried from the very depths of my soul, laying in my hospital bed with the body of my lifeless daughter beside me. He was with me the next afternoon as a blanket was placed over her tiny body and she was pushed down the hallway away from me, never to be held by her mommy again. He was with me when leaving the hospital with empty arms, a broken heart, and shattered dreams. Left with many questions, He was with me when no answers could explain why she was taken so soon. He was with me as I watched her tiny casket, placed inside her cozy Moses basket, be lowered into the opened earth and become showered with tears, rose petals, and dirt.

    My heart was changed forever as my love for this child, previously viewed as a burden, grew along with my belly. As the entire world keeps turning, I am forever changed by a sweet little March flower who taught me what life is truly all about, without ever speaking a single word.

    Lily saved my life. God saved her from death and used her tiny life to bring me back to Him. He used Lily’s life to bring healing from my abortion, as well as from the pain that was caused due to running from Him. He has been faithful to carry me through the lowest times in my life. Never before was I so fully aware of His deep healing or of how He could restore my soul so completely. Already, He has used Lily to touch so many lives, to change so many hearts. Due to her brief life, a family has been healed and friendships have been restored. Many flowers have blossomed because of the rain that fell in my life.

    Out of the midst of my darkness, Jesus took away my deepest sorrow and sin, radically healed and transformed my heart and brought glory to Himself. Lily’s life, that was conceived in my sin, has reminded us all of the value and dignity God places on every life. Rising from the ashes of sin and unimaginable loss, I have been made pure in Him. I am alive in Christ, with a measure of His strength and peace I never knew He intended me to have. This is only the beginning of my new life in Him, and the beginning of the promise of Lily’s legacy. This is only the beginning.

  • Jill Grace
    July 29, 2010

    to Gigi Jones with love

    I had been deceived and blind to undergo abortion in the past, more than once.

    by the Grace of God, today I am a mother of a happy child; and I live for LIFE.

    I can testify to you with my Experience of both sides, choice or LIFE.

    God is well able and willing to support us to the fullness to live LIFE.
    I am forgiven and blessed, and I AM a mother, the one who carries life and gives life.

    Gigi, you are deeply and incredibly loved by Jesus and the Father of Jesus.

    I pray the Spirit of God will come and soften and heal your heart, and hijack you to LIFE and Everlasting Life for He so loves you.

    bless you in Jesus’ most wonderful name, amen.

  • Lisa
    July 30, 2010

    Hannah Rose, thank you so very much for taking the time to share your story. I agree that God places value and dignity on every life. I thank Jesus that He used Lily’s life to bring you back to His loving arms and I will pray for the continued healing of your heart. I hope that those who read your story will be touched by it in a way that will bring lasting change to their lives. Stay close to Jesus…He loves you so.

  • August 19, 2010

    What tenderness in each life-affirming response. Blessings to you who have responded with clarity, truth and fierce zeal for saving human life. Reading these responses have deeply touched me. “O, how precious is that flow, that washes white as snow, no other fount i know, nothing but the blood of Jesus…”

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